by Lane, Nevea
Prelude to Launch
By
Nevea Lane
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Editor: Katriena Knights
Cover Art: Marteeka Karland
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Contents
1. 6
2. 7
3. 9
4. 11
5. 13
1
“This has to end at some point.” Alexia had no other way to put it. She stared at them both, trying to assert the fact that the fantasy had to come to a close.
It had been almost three years since that fateful meeting, and the three of them had been damn near inseparable, but sooner or later they had to grow up, didn’t they? Cody just stared at her with his gray eyes, a smirk on his face as if she was making a joke. His dimples even stood out. If he hadn’t shaved his hair completely bald this past week, she would have tousled his hair, as was her custom. She was still trying to get used to him having a clean-shaven head. She’d made one joke about him being Mr. Clean, and she hadn’t been able to walk straight for two days.
Heath, on the other hand, stared at her with his intense, baby-blue eyes and his mouth was twisted into a frown. There wasn’t anything she could do about the fact he never said much because she actually liked him the way he was. He was the perfect complement to the jovial Cody, and it provided perfect balance to their clique. She sighed. It was going to be difficult having to leave them, but all good things must end, as the damn cliché goes.
She was sitting at the breakfast bar of their rented town home, sipping coffee in her short shorts and a T-shirt—Cody’s or Heath’s, she couldn’t remember which. That was the other thing she had to work out. Explaining the fact she was ”with” both of them was difficult. She knew people looked at them and assumed one of them was the third wheel. She’d seen both Cody and Heath get hit on by gay men who assumed she was the third wheel.
However, strangers were one thing—friends and family were another. None of them had told their parents that, hey, love triangles are where it’s at! It was hard enough to convince her parents having two male roommates wasn’t going to influence her in any way. She kept hidden the fact she was in a relationship with both of them and that moving in together had been logical. However, it was six months from graduation, and while they each had their lives pretty much plotted, they had refused to talk about the inevitable—leaving each other.
The past three years had been a flurry of good laughs, great memories, and the most outstanding and explosive sex she’d ever experienced. Not that she’d been all that experienced when she’d met the duo of Heath and Cody in the first place, but what they’d learned together was intense and satisfying. The truth was, this wasn’t normal.
Cody was the first one to break the silence. Walking away from the omelets he was making for all of them, he stood on the other side of the counter, eyeing her with this stare that said this wouldn’t be discussed. She was tired of not discussing it. She wouldn’t be deterred. Lifting her head in the air and meeting his gaze, she cleared her throat.
2
“Come on, Cody, we know this can’t last. This isn’t normal.”
“Fuck ‘normal’. It works, isn’t that the important thing?” Cody was usually quick with a comeback, usually witty, but he never had the ”fuck that” attitude he was sporting now. She would have expected that response from Heath, but not Cody.
“Yes, it‘s always important. It works, and it works well. But it can’t last.”
“Why can’t it last?” Heath’s voice was its usual low, husky growl, and if she hadn’t been sitting right next to him, she wouldn’t have heard it.
“You know damn well why. Have you told your parents about this arrangement? With your parents being the upstanding citizens they are, do you honestly think this would be okay with them? They would cut you off financially, and you know it. “ She put down her coffee cup and folded her hands in front of her. Why wouldn’t they ever listen to her? She’d been making the same argument for the past two years. For herself, she hadn’t even looked at another guy seriously since meeting these two. She probably never would. No one person could possibly embody what she’d found in the both of them. That didn’t mean she would continue with this choice. It had been convenient because they were in college. They were about to graduate, and the real world beckoned, and she knew the real world wouldn’t understand. Hell, she couldn’t even understand their arrangement most days.
“My parents have nothing to do with right now.”
“Heath, please, can we please have this conversation without you getting moody? I’m serious!”
“So are we, mon ami.” Cody’s tone matched Heath’s earlier one. She knew what that meant. They wouldn’t be talking about this right now. It didn’t stop her from trying.
“Fellas, seriously now, we have to talk about this. We can’t go on like this. It’s been three years. You haven’t even thought once about dating someone? You know, someone you can take home, not be stared at with eyebrows raised because she’s paying equal attention to you and your friend?”
She knew she had just said the wrong thing. Cody’s eyes turned stormy—the gray was damn near black. She chanced a look at Heath to see his blue eyes were a wicked navy. She tried not to look at their necks, or their shoulders, or their chests. Since they were at home, the only clothing the two men wore was their tear-away athletic pants. Their chests were toned from mandatory workouts at the gym. She knew what they were capable of when provoked, and she’d just gone and stuck both of the bulls with a cattle prod.
Heath stood up, slowly, the sound of the bar stool scraping back on the linoleum piercing the deafening silence that had settled around them after her outburst. She could almost feel the heat rise off him as he stood behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. His tanned fingers curled around her shoulders, and she shuddered. They were capable of making her acquiesce with just a touch.
She’d been looking down at Heath’s hand and almost didn’t catch Cody moving the plates. He carefully moved their breakfast from the counter while Heath massaged her shoulders. She swallowed. No matter how many times they played with each other, there was always a hint of trepidation when dealing with these two. They were mountains of men. Both of them well over six feet tall, they had the build of the Brawny man. Heath’s hypnotic massage with his thumbs twirling circles on her neck was putting her in a trance.
3
“We are dating someone Alexia,” Cody said, his eyes boring holes into hers. The gleam in them was intense, even as he placed his hands on the counter and leaned forward so he was almost nose-to-nose with her. “We are dating you. We can take you home. We like the fact that people stare at you because of how beautiful and how chocolate you are.”
“And we love the fact you pay attention to both of us,” Heath whispered in her ear. Her whole body shuddered, and she felt her pussy clench. It was always this way, and she felt almost powerless against them, almost.
“Guys…” Her protest w
as half-hearted and breathless. Heath ignored her and began to nibble at her ear, just on the lobe, the way she liked it. His teeth nipped and his tongue soothed. Her eyes fluttered closed just briefly as Cody reached across the counter and caressed the side of her face with his fingertips.
“Not another word.” Cody moved back from the counter. Heath moved his hands under her arms. Before she could react, he hoisted her up onto the breakfast bar, with Cody as the spotter. Within a few seconds, they had her sitting on the breakfast bar, her legs opened wide for Heath’s large frame to fit in between them. Cody took over Heath’s job and began to nibble at her earlobe as Cody ran kisses from her neck to the V in the T-shirt she wore. He gave a low growl. One hand touched the collar of her shirt. She looked down to see a different hand positioned on each side of the shirt collar. She only had time to suck in a breath before it happened. Each one of those hands tugged at the same time, tearing the collar of the shirt. The rip of the fabric echoed loudly as they tore the T-shirt in two.
“That was one of y’all’s shirts, you know that, right?” She sunk her hands into Heath’s short, black hair. The strands felt like silk in her fingers, and she let out a moan as Heath bent and began to nuzzle her cleavage.
“We can always get more shirts. We can’t get more of you,” Cody whispered in her ear as he began to nip at her neck, his tongue circling and twirling on her hot skin.
Cody’s hands came around her and pressed her breasts together as Heath began to pay homage to her nipples as if he could find the meaning of life in her breasts. His teeth would graze the budding tips, and then he would lick them, sending her senses into disarray, as she anticipated both the pain and pleasure of having her nipples teased and tortured.
She turned her head slightly, and Heath turned and locked her into a resolve-breaking kiss. His mouth clamped on hers, stealing her breath and any thought she had in her head. His tongue moved against hers, and every so often he would run his tongue along her teeth, as if her teeth were going to kiss him back.
Heath’s mouth traveled from her breasts to her stomach, which she had learned not to be self-conscious about around them. She didn’t have a hard body with six-pack abs, and the duo didn’t care. They told her they loved her curves, and even when she tried to lose weight, they would say ’don’t lose too many pounds’; they needed her curves to handle the way they liked to love her. If she was too skinny, her bones would jab them in the wrong places, was what they told her.
Heath’s tongue traveled to her navel, and he even licked her there. She was glad she’d taken extra care in the shower this morning; they were invading every inch of her skin with their mouths.
“Our living arrangement would be a lot easier if you stopped wearing clothes around the house, Alexia,” Heath murmured from in between her thighs. She lifted her hips so he could pull the shorts off her body. At least he didn’t rip this pair. She stopped thinking beyond the fact that Heath’s mouth felt hot as he clamped his lips over her clit.
4
An electric shock trekked through her body once his tongue began swiping across her swollen pearl. Heath licked her from her clit to her wet slit, diving into her canal with his tongue, only to repeat the process again. She couldn’t whimper, and her moan was caught in her throat. Cody was still kissing her senseless, capturing her breath in his mouth. Heath inserted a finger into her pussy, and she almost vaulted off the breakfast bar. Cody pressed his large palm against her belly to keep her steady. He nestled her against his muscled chest, supporting her while Heath feasted on her.
Her orgasm flowed over her, and she could hear Heath’s tongue lapping up every last drop. Cody pushed her up, and Heath finally came up for air. As he stood before her, she could see her juices all over his face. He had manners enough to blush slightly as he stepped out of his wind pants. His thick cock was round, hard, and veiny. It jutted straight into the air, as if it were praying to be used. Heath stepped out of the way and let Cody hoist her up with his hands on her waist. As he held her, she felt Heath step behind her and grab her thighs. They both positioned her perfectly, and both of them set her pussy on Heath’s waiting cock. They all sighed in unison as his cock disappeared into her wet pussy.
Cody got down on his knees as Heath held her up and began to lick her clit while her other lover moved her up and down slowly on his rod. The dual sensation of being licked and having a pussy full of cock caused another hurricane of an orgasm to wash over her. Heath bucked his hips upwards, matching the upward swipe of Cody’s tongue on her clit. She thought she was going to pass out. The pleasure was almost too much—almost.
“Cody, please.” Her please was a sigh, the passion and lust evident in her tone. Beads of sweat began to form on his head as he licked her. She reached down and rubbed his freshly shaven head, pushing him against her pussy as Heath pumped his cock into her.
“Please what?” Cody said as he stood up. He stepped out of his pants, and she just stared at his cock. His cock always amazed her, no matter how many times she’d seen it. It was round, thick, and long. It was the perfect complement to Heath’s, and she needed them both. She knew they loved hearing her say it, to beg for it.
“I need you too,” she breathed as Heath moved so his back was against the bar. Heath moved quickly. He pushed one bar stool to one side of her and placed her foot on the seat. He did the same thing to the other side. Her biggest fear had always been falling or one of them seriously hurting themselves with the things they attempted, and they finally learned to alleviate her fears before diving into their passionate games. She was now steady, and she knew what was coming next.
5
Cody stepped in between her splayed thighs and pumped his cock once before lining it up to her wet canal. Heath stopped moving long enough for Cody to begin to push his cock into her, slowly at first, working his way in until both of them were firmly seated in her pussy.
Her moan filled the air as the pleasure of having her womanhood so full washed over her. Her walls contracted as they began again, all three of them moving with each other this time. Their bodies learned each other’s movements. Her arms wrapped around Cody’s neck as Heath grabbed her by her waist. Each one of her men pushed and pulled, alternating their movements. She could feel each of their cocks moving in her pussy, feeling like one giant rod at one moment, then feeling like two separate, thick shafts trying to gain the attention of her pussy.
It was so tight in her pussy, but it was so wet the tightness didn’t matter. Heath bent his head and began to nuzzle at her neck while he pumped into her, his muscled chest bumping into her swollen breasts, arousing her to the point of no return. There couldn’t be any pleasure better than this, she thought, but she was wrong. Cody bent forward and began to nuzzle and lick the other side of her neck. Her moans turned into cries as they picked up the pace, moving their cocks in and out of her, withdrawing to the hilt and both of them slamming back home.
Her lovers held her legs, and the feeling of their four hands on her thighs and ass had her writhing, slamming her weight down on their hard cocks, giving as good as she was taking. She leaned forward slightly, trying to hold on as long as she could. Her breath was ragged, as was theirs.
“Come for us again, beautiful,” Heath breathed as his hands reached around and grabbed her ass cheeks. His firm grip spread her cheeks. She felt one of Heath’s hands leave her thighs, and she waited with bated breath. She gasped as she felt Heath’s moistened thumb begin to rub her anus. His thumb worked her nether region open slightly, and then he did it. He plunged his thumb into her sphincter as both of them pumped their cocks into her pussy. That was the end of it for her. Her third orgasm washed over them all, her juices flowing down their cocks.
The men became relentless. Heath removed his thumb, and Cody pushed her into Heath’s muscled chest. Cody leaned forward, pressing his weight into her body and Heath pushed back, forming a human sandwich with her gasping for air. Both men began to pump into her pussy with an alternating vigor tha
t had her screaming.
“Cody, Heath, oh, my God, oh, my God!”
“That’s right, you belong to both of us,” Heath hissed as he picked up the pace. Harder and harder they went, their hips pumping and grinding.
“Ready?” Cody asked, and she knew he was talking to Heath, for his tone was strained, and she knew he was at the point of orgasm, himself. She opened her eyes and looked into Cody’s eyes. He looked down at her with a look that made her moan. It was lust-filled, yes, but there was more behind that look; she felt his stare in her body as if he had crawled inside her.
“Yes,” was Heath’s equally strained reply.
“Now,” all three of them moaned. She felt their cocks stiffen within her walls. The gush of warmth made her orgasm again as they filled her with their seed. She felt full as they both continued to stroke into her, riding out their orgasms until their dicks were too flaccid to pump anymore.
Cody wiped her brow and allowed her to lean forward. Heath moved back and carried her with him to their bathroom. He held her as Cody ran a bath in their large Jacuzzi tub. As she lay curled in Heath’s arms, caressing his chest, she realized she was going to miss this terribly. Sometimes too much of a good thing—well, it was just too much.
~Stayed tuned to see what happens in Love As Wide as the Atlantic~
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